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05 December 2011 @ 06:09 am
FIC: Crayfish and Auras, Part 2  
Author: Osiris Brackhaus
Story Title: Crayfish and Auras
Part: 2/2
Rating: M
Configuration: m/m
Warnings: teenage sex, pseudoreligious technobabel
Word Count: 2.900 / 6.200
Setting: 'Phoenix Empire' verse, see Phoenix Empire Timeline & Index
Characters: Leesha/Drew, Uncle Stephen
Summary: While spending his ‘annum nobilis’ on Earth under the tutelage of Archbishop Stephanus, Leesha learns something new…
Feedback: Yes, please!



“So, Father – what’s it to be then?” Leesha asked, still struggling inwardly at calling Steven ‘Father’, even though he had known the man as his dear uncle for all his life. “Do I just suck him off or do you have special… directions?”

“I only have directions for those who need them.” Stephen replied cryptically, yet didn’t elaborate on the subject. “Come on; let’s go over here, that’s much nicer and warmer than right here in the water.”

Gesturing the two boys to follow him, the Archbishop of Terra waded a little upstream of a small bank of pebbles, gleaming white and grey, lying warm and welcoming in the sunlight.

“Yep,” he confirmed as if having been looking for a spot with very special properties, “this will do very nicely.”

Turning around to the two naked boys trailing him, he waved Drew over and gestured to the ground.

“Come here, Drew, and lie down. It should be comfortable enough here in the sun.”

Without hesitation, the young novice did as he was told. After having lived a few weeks among the Aroona now, he was very sure that whatever Father Stephen was going to do, it definitely would at least be very interesting. So he settled down on the pebbles, gathering a pile of them under his head, making sure he was displaying his lean body to great effect.

“Like this?” he asked, trying not to sound too cocky and failing miserably.

“You’ll do nicely.” Stephen replied with an indulgent smirk. “But you’re already ahead of the other novices, dear, so this lesson will be for Leesha, primarily. You’re just required to hold still, relax and enjoy. Oh, and you’re not supposed to cum, unless I tell you. You think you can manage?”

Knowing quite well that he was rather excitable and still of an age where sex was measured in seconds rather than minutes, Drew forced himself to a courageous, if not entirely serious smile. “I’ll do my very best, Father.”

“That’s all I could ask of you.” Now turning around to his nephew, Stephen smiled as he found Leesha standing a little off, coolly observing as if not entirely part of the scene. “Now come on, son. This is nothing you can learn with your head.”

With a small gesture, Stephen motioned Leesha to kneel down next to Drew, while Stephen himself settled down onto the pebbles on the other side of the novice.

“Alright. Drew, just relax, and try to attune yourself to Leesha. Don’t do anything; just try to make it as easy for him to read you as you can, will you?”

“Yes, Father,” Drew replied, closing his eyes.

“And you, Leesha, look at him.” Allowing himself a slightly lingering look, Father Stephen looked down on the novice in front of him as well. “He’s beautiful, isn’t he?”

“Yes.” Leesha replied, instantly aware of Stephen’s slightly mocking challenge. Apparently, this wasn’t entirely the answer Father Stephen had been expecting, and he was clearly convinced Leesha could do much better.

With an inward sigh, Leesha reminded himself that his uncle wasn’t ‘merely’ the Archbishop of Terra, but also Terra Prime, the planetary head of the psions’ guild. Father Stephen was one of the rare humans who were both psion and theurge, able of supernatural feats of both mind and faith. Actually, he was the only human with such dual gifts Leesha had ever heard of.
Funny enough, Stephen wasn’t an overly powerful psychic. At least, not officially so. Officially, he was an empath barely strong enough so the guild would accept him as a prime, and sufficiently high up the church hierarchy that the church would accept him in any position of authority on their central planet. The real reason was just a little weird and much more complicated.

“So?” Stephen asked again, evoking the clear image in Leesha that he expected an honest and detailed answer this time.

“He’s pretty,” Leesha replied after only a moment’s hesitation. “But not really beautiful.”

“Not?” Stephen replied with slightly mocking surprise, while Drew was still lying on the ground between them, perfectly relaxed, faintly smiling and utterly unconcerned about Leesha’s opinion about his looks. “Why?”

“He’s… ordinary. Unremarkable. I wouldn’t look at him twice if I met him elsewhere.”

“So, beauty has to be unique?”

A little insecure as to where his uncle was leading, Leesha hesitated a moment before he answered.

“No. But extraordinary.”

“So if there are only beautiful things of one kind, none of them are beautiful?”

Again, Leesha was sure Stephen was chuckling inwardly. Apparently, his uncle had had similar discussions already with quite a lot of his novices.

But of course his uncle was right, Leesha had to agree. The lack of lesser comparables didn’t make things uglier or more beautiful. It only changed his own perception of them.

“You’re trying to tell me that I shouldn’t judge by comparison, is that what you’re trying to say?”

This time, a wide smile grew on Stephen’s face, making him look even younger.

“Look at him,“ his uncle ordered softly. “Look again, and this time, look with your heart.”

“But with nothing to compare, how am I to know what is beautiful and what not?”

As soon as the words were out, Leesha knew he sounded stupid. Luckily, Stephen didn’t reply immediately. He only sat there, smiling encouragingly, biting his lower lip as if trying not to grin with pride like an idiot father. He looked rather sweet, Leesha had to admit.

“So… the way you smile at me tells me I already know the answer, right?”

This time, Stephen nodded, beaming with anticipation.

“I… I really don’t understand what you mean when you tell me to look with my heart.” Leesha resigned with a tiny, heavy sigh. Since he had come to Earth, it had always ended like this – his mind being too rational, too trained, too analytical to grasp the things the other novices around him apparently took in as naturally as breathing. “I am sorry.”

“Shhh…” Stephen replied instantly, genuinely caring. “Never say you’re sorry when there’s nothing you have done wrong, honey.”

“But I – “

“Shush. You’re doing fine.”

Oddly enough, Leesha believed Stephen, relaxing again.

This was the true talent of his uncle, the true reason why he was heading the psions’ guild here. Stephen was what Leesha’s mother called a savant, or a peak talent. His abilities were severely limited in many ways, but extraordinarily developed in others. So while intentionally, Stephen couldn’t do more than read other people’s emotions and convey his own over short distances, it was another matter entirely what he did unintentionally. From what Leesha had overheard in discussions of his mother as head of the Imperial Intelligence Service, Uncle Stephen was constantly broadcasting a very soft, very subtle sentiment of trust and understanding all around him. It was a manipulation that a trained mind could easily identify. But amazingly enough, so far no human psion had found any means of blocking that signal. Together with the fact that Stephen’s signal was detectable all across the empire and way beyond, it made Stephen simultaneously one of the weakest and one of the strongest psions of this generation.
Leesha still remembered an overheard conversation between his mother and Master Ulysses, Serin Prime and presumed head of the psions’ guild. Usually, Master Ulysses was best described as the most monolithically nonchalant personality Leesha knew. And yet even Master Ulysses hadn’t been able to suppress a slightly catty note in his voice when talking about Father Stephen’s unsurpassed, uncontrollable and ultimately useless powers.

So when Stephen reached out, gesturing Leesha to give him his hand, the young noble hesitated for a moment. Not that Stephen would ever do anything less than kind to him – but his abilities were already noticeably stronger when he was close by, and much more persuasive when touching him.
On the other hand, exactly this was the reason why he could oversee the work of the psions’ guild while merely a weak empath himself – under his guidance, weaker psions could join their abilities to great effect, with an ease that was considered impossible anywhere else, in sum effectively doing work that should be several leagues over their heads under any other circumstance. Maybe, Leesha thought, that was what he needed right now.

So he reached out as well, taking the hand his uncle offered him.

When they touched, nothing immediately noticeable happened, not that Leesha would have expected it to. Only step by step, breath by breath, Leesha felt his worries slip away, his overly active mind coming to rest in a state of peaceful, attentive silence.

“Better now?” Father Stephen asked, not actually expecting Leesha to reply as he already knew the answer. “Very good.”

For a long moment, they didn’t do anything but holding hands across Drew’s bare chest, listening to the sounds of the river and the forest. Back home on Serin, nature had always been the enemy, something distinctly separate from Leesha, something to be kept away at all cost. Living on P2 hadn’t changed that sentiment much, as Leesha’s court life had basically happened indoors all the time.
But here, in the pristine forest of Earth, in the middle of all the dirty and crawling and flying abundance, Leesha couldn’t feel anything but at peace. More so with Uncle Stephen holding his hand.

For the first time in his life, everything around Leesha felt right.

Every tree was exactly where it was supposed to be, every bird and bee and little crawling thing that scuttled across the pebbles right next to Leesha. And most fascinatingly, this feeling of ‘rightness’ included himself. Nature here accepted him as a part of itself. Everything was as God had planned, and it was breathtakingly beautiful.

“Are you sending me this?” Leesha asked incredulously, while he marvelled at the forest around him. “Where does this come from?”

“God is as much a part of you as you are part of him.” Stephen replied, and this time, it kind of made sense to Leesha. “You always knew. You just didn’t believe you did.”

“That sounds… just a tad blasphemic.” Leesha replied; still shy to accept what he already knew to be true. “I’m not that special.”

“You think? Listen, my son, I am much older than I look. I have met more people than I can count, and I still haven’t found a single one who wasn’t special. Or important, for that matter.”

For a moment, Leesha arched a questioning eyebrow at his uncle’s claim. But then, Stephen wasn’t talking about importance in terms of Imperial politics, or special as in ‘the most powerful psion’. He was talking from a much broader point of view, and in a much larger grid of reference. He was seeing things with God’s eye. With his heart.

“I always knew you had it in you,” Stephen remarked softly, gently squeezing Leesha’s hand. “Now look down. Look at Drew.”

Leesha did as he was told, and for a heartbeat was disappointed. The handsome boy hadn’t changed, at least not as obviously as he had hoped. And yet, something was different. Leesha had changed.

“Beautiful, isn’t he?” Stephen repeated his question, and this time, Leesha knew what he meant.

Drew still wasn’t a beauty like Leesha knew them from his mother’s court. But he was young and radiantly healthy, perfectly at peace with himself and the situation around him. He was happy, and grateful, and everything in his world was as it was supposed to be. He was beautiful.

“Yes,” Leesha replied, smiling. “I see what you mean. He IS beautiful. And quite horny.”

At this matter-of-fact remark, Father Stephen laughed softly, as if trying not to break the fragile magic of the moment.

“Oh my, indeed he is.” For a moment, Stephen seemed distracted, as if remembering something very close to his heart and rather sexy. But he caught himself soon enough, chuckling. “We really should be doing something about this. Look at him again. Take your time.”

Even though Leesha wasn’t entirely sure what he was supposed to be looking for, he did as his uncle told him.

Drew was lying there with closed eyes; almost dry again from the late afternoon sun, only here and there a single drop of water still glistening on his skin. There was still the occasional smudge of half-dried mud on his flanks, his hands, his legs. His skin was well tanned except for his hips and thighs, where he had rarely taken off his breeches before he had taken up the cloth. His cock was still hard and pumping with need, not huge, just normal.

His penned-up desire was the only thing that felt not perfectly right about him. Uncle Stephen was right; they had to do something about it.

“What does he long for?” Stephen asked softly, right on cue as if he had listened in on Leesha’s thoughts. “Where does he want to be touched?”

“I’m not a psychic,” Leesha replied slightly flippant, but then caught himself. Uncle Stephen would be the last to play games with him, and he at least ought to look and try hard to see what he was supposed to find.

So he looked again, his eyes wandering over the naked body in front of him. Details came into focus, like the way Drew had dug his fingertips into the loose pebbles around him, or the way he breathed through his mouth, slightly opened, like a moan waiting to happen. The way he arched his back, presenting his chest and collarbone as if offering a present.

Slowly, Leesha reached out and touched Drew, gently stroking along the other novice’s collarbone. Drew shivered at the touch, and took in a deep, pleasure-filled breath.

“Good,” Stephen commented, now so softly he was almost whispering. “Can you see his aura now?”

“You serious?” Leesha asked, more surprised than mocking. “You mean, I could theoretically?”

“Stop being so complicated.” Stephen replied. “Can you now?”

“No.” Leesha replied truthfully. Probably, this would once again remain a little trick he just was cut out to comprehend.

“Then fake it.” Stephen’s suggestion sounded weird, but none the less he seemed serious. “Just pretend you could, imagine how it would look like to yourself, and then act as if you actually believed it.”

With a sigh, Leesha looked down to Drew again. Of course he had a rough idea of where there was tension in the other novice’s body, where Drew currently put his attention and where he didn’t. But that was far from seeing little, colourful lights floating around his body.

But Uncle Stephen wanted him to fake it, so Leesha started making up image for what he could guess. If he could see auras, he was sure he would see a deep, red glow around Drew’s cock and balls, flowing inwards. Golden sparkles along his collarbones and neck, with fine, glowing lines running along his skin. His solar plexus a star of orange energy, reaching around his torso to his back.

But just as Leesha started to concentrate on Drew’s head, wondering what colour would best represent his state of lustful relaxation, he realized that there was a softly radiant green light glowing around him already. An image Leesha surely hadn’t put there, for sure.

Leesha looked up at his uncle, only to find Stephen smile at him with plain insolence.

“See?” Stephen whispered proudly. “Told you, you could do it.”

“But… It’s not me doing all this.” Leesha corrected. “It’s just your talent boosting me, and it’ll be gone as soon as we stop touching.”

Now smiling even wider, Stephen raised both his hands. He had let go of Leesha’s hand as soon as the young noble was concentrating on Drew.

For a long moment, Leesha stared at Stephen, for once utterly at a lack of words. He looked back down at Drew, realizing that his aura was still there, real, and revealing more and more details the longer Leesha looked. Like that little itch that build right below Drew’s balls, just a little urge to be touched, to feel, to sense.

Fascinated by these new possibilities, Leesha touched Drew again, cupping his balls, just tight enough to complement the energy he could see building up there. Drew half-suppressed moan was an unusual, but very gratifying reward.

“I think you’re getting the hang of it all by yourself now,” Stephen said softly, smiling. “I’ll leave you two to it now, have fun!”

Carefully making sure not to disturb Drew, the Archbishop of Terra rose and straightened his trousers.

“Go, play with him,” he encouraged Leesha. “But don’t let him stew too long. It’s supposed to be fun, not torture.”

Leesha nodded, looking back at Drew who, for once, had his eyes opened and looked from Father Stephen to Leesha and back again with a half-suppressed, but very naughty smirk on his face. It seemed that Drew also was very much approving of Leesha’s sudden progress.

“Oh, and I’ll take the crayfish with me,” Stephen added as he left through the shallow river. “So you two can play as long as you want. Just don’t expect us to wait for you with dinner.”

Looking down at Drew, Leesha was sure they would not go back any time soon.

Food could wait. There were other pleasures to explore tonight.

 
 
 
BerthaBlueberthablue on December 5th, 2011 05:39 am (UTC)
I think Uncle Stephen's power sounds absolutely amazing :) He brings out the best in people, and they trust him. Such a warm and cuddly feeling!

I love watching Leesha struggle to let go of rationality and give in - something tells me that I would struggle with the same things!

As always, loving this world!
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on December 5th, 2011 07:27 am (UTC)
Yeah, Stephen is a very special sweetheart, and uniquely qualified to help Leesha get over his brainier attitudes. Maybe one day I'll fit in a ficlet about him and his two Youh'Kai husbands... ^^

Thanks for commenting!
Meridaemeridae on December 5th, 2011 09:00 am (UTC)
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sexkitten426: scorhidsexkitten426 on December 5th, 2011 12:29 pm (UTC)
I understand the title a bit more, now. While Leesha's upbringing led me to believe he would be the more knowledgeable in this enounter, he did come away with his lesson learned. Father Stephen ended up not weirding me out, not joining in with the youths but leaving them to each other.
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on December 5th, 2011 06:17 pm (UTC)
Well, Leesha sure was quite knowlegeable as long as as it concerened sex. Love and emotions... not so much. Even though he comes from a rare family of genuinely loving parents, he is a little bit on the brainy side, at least he still was at that age.

And yeah, for a Dracon, Father Stephen is totally vanilla. ^^

Thanks so much for taking the time to read and comment. Please, whenever anything seems unclear or plain weird, do not hesitate to ask. It's highly appreciated as it teaches us where to explain more (or cut down the endless expositions).
idolme922idolme922 on December 5th, 2011 05:30 pm (UTC)
Of course I love this part as I do all the parts. As with Yaden in the other chapters, I can see adult Leesha's personality as he built his household. I see flashes to that in my mind as I read this. That you know your characters so well is really inspiring to me. One of the reasons I read and write, is to become a better writer (hopefully) and you two make me think as I write.

This chapter is a beautiful representation of the characters, not about sex, but about them, Stephen's gifts, Leesha learning his heart and confident Drew.

As always, I eagerly look forward to more. Hugs and cookies! A.

osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on December 5th, 2011 06:22 pm (UTC)
Whoa, thanks for the praise, Alana! Really glad you like it.
Those characters (Leesha and Yaden) have been part of our lifes for a long time by now, and it makes me really happy to hear that it shows in the stories we write.
Thanks so much again, I hope we can keep up with the high standards we're setting apparently. ^^
hab318princesshab318princess on December 12th, 2011 10:22 pm (UTC)
i was really worried of where this was going (considering Stephen is a family member) but I really enjoyed this
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on December 13th, 2011 05:19 pm (UTC)
Yeah, well, as I said before, for a Dracon Stephen is slightly boring in his tastes... ^^
Thanks so much for commenting!
Beryllrynthjan on December 14th, 2011 08:37 am (UTC)
Well, Stephen is not exactly a closely related family member. The Dracon noble family number in the thousands and it is just customary to call any older male realtive "uncle" no matter how closely you are actually related. In actual blood relations Stephen wouldn't even be a third grade cousin to Leesha's mother or father.
hab318princesshab318princess on December 14th, 2011 05:29 pm (UTC)
thanks for clarifying that, I appreciate you taking the time
triptyxtriptyx on December 17th, 2011 10:26 pm (UTC)
I was very glad I wasnt drinking my coffee when I read the first paragraph, I would have snorted it on my computer! ;) "Should I suck him off?" a question made to an UNCLE??? OK I insist the description of Dracons as ‘professional pervert’ is the BEST! ;) :D

I really liked how Stephen guided Leesha! I really think his teachings made him how we see him now and a good Emperor later on! :)

Thank you!
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on December 18th, 2011 01:08 pm (UTC)
Well, Stephen isn't his genetic uncle. But then again, he's the person closest to a brother to Leesha's mother (except maybe Father Rasputin or Emperor Gregorious, that is), so in that way he IS his uncle. Whatever.

And what a luck you still have no clue what Leesha's going to become once he has finished his time with the Malachite guard. ^^
Beryllrynthjan on December 19th, 2011 07:27 am (UTC)
Actually Stephen is Yaden's genetical uncle, he is the younger brother of Yaden's mother. Sadly he was already Archbishop of Terra when Yaden was young so he wasn't around to take care of the boy.
triptyxtriptyx on December 25th, 2011 08:23 pm (UTC)
Oh! He is Yaden's mother younger brother? O_O Wow they are quiet different arent they? :S ;) :D But I really like Yaden's mother, so I cant complain! >:D ;)

And as with Wes (three-years-of-torture-lead-to-being-bought-then-by-Leesha-and-I-cant-regret-THAT) I am aware that if Uncle Stephen would have been around for Yaden, his mother wouldnt have had to buy Darren...so I am secretly glad he wasnt around anymore (apologizes to baby!Yaden!!!)!! ;) :D